Authors: Deborah Challinor
Girl of Shadows (48 page)
Friday choked on a mouthful of gin, shooting it out of her nose like a whale’s blow and coughing until her face turned puce.
Harrie talked on over the top of her racket. ‘And he took the money back.’ She removed the pouch from her pocket and dropped it on the bed. ‘He thought he was doing the right thing, but now Bella’s going to think
we
killed Furniss. So she’ll either kill us in revenge, or she’ll tell the police what we did and we’ll hang.’ She heard her own voice rising and was powerless to stop it. ‘It’s over, Friday. We’re going to die and we’ll all go to hell for our sins.’
Friday gave one last cough, wiped her mouth on her sleeve and said, ‘Calm down, Harrie. Here, have a drink.’
‘I don’t want one,’ Harrie said, her mind darting back to the dreadful episode with the wine in Hyde Park last year.
‘Just drink it, will you?’ Friday thrust the bottle at her. ‘Call it medicinal.’
As Harrie took a tiny hesitant sip, Friday turned to Walter, whose pale, narrow face had gone even whiter, and said, ‘Really? You actually killed him?’
Walter nodded miserably. ‘But I didn’t think … I’m sorry. I just wanted to make Furniss pay, and get the money back. For Harrie. For all of you.’ He swallowed anxiously. ‘Why will you hang?’
‘Best you don’t know, love. Where’s Furniss now?’
‘In the cemetery.’
‘Christ. Does Leo know?’ Friday asked Harrie.
‘Not yet. We’re on our way.’
‘Do you want me to come with you? I’ll never get back to sleep now.’
‘Oh, would you?’ Harrie was so grateful. She really hadn’t been looking forward to Leo’s reaction when he discovered what Walter had done. He was very fond of the boy and would be extremely upset and angry, and would more than likely blame himself.
‘Nearly morning anyway.’ Friday slipped out of her robe and drew her nightdress up to her waist, revealing long, white legs and a very shapely bare bottom.
‘Friday!’ Harrie inclined her head towards Walter.
‘Oh. Right. Look away, love,’ Friday said.
But Walter, utterly exhausted, had nodded off, his chin on his chest, a dangling hand resting on Clifford’s head.
Friday tut-tutted. ‘Look at him. Twelve years old and a murderer already. What a bloody tragedy. It’s all Furniss’s bloody fault. The only
real
crime is poor Walter had to top the bastard himself. Someone should have shoved him off his twig long ago.’ She pulled her nightdress off over her head and, completely at ease with her own nakedness, stooped to rummage through the pile of clothes she’d left on the floor last night. ‘Where the hell are my boots?’ she exclaimed, loud enough to startle Walter awake again. He gawped at her nude form for a moment, then quickly looked down at his hands.
‘Hurry up and put something on,’ Harrie said. ‘Was that them at the bottom of the stairs?’ She’d noticed an abandoned pair of boots as they’d come up.
Friday sniffed the armpits of yesterday’s shift, made a face and put it on anyway. ‘Could be. I was in a bit of a state when I got in last night. Had a couple of drinks after the cemetery.’ She stepped into her skirt then struggled into the fitted bodice, swearing under her breath as she did up the fiddly little buttons down the front.
Harrie snapped, ‘For God’s sake, will you
hurry up
!’
‘God, I’m not giving you gin again,’ Friday muttered.
A sharp knock came at the door — everyone froze.
‘Friday? What’s going on in there?’
‘Shite,’ Friday hissed. ‘It’s Mrs H.’
Deborah Challinor has a PhD in history and is the author of ten bestselling novels.
Girl of Shadows
is the second in a series of four books set in 1830s Sydney, inspired by her ancestors — one of whom was a member of the First Fleet and another who was transported on the Floating Brothel. Deborah lives in New South Wales with her husband.
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National Library of Australia Cataloguing-in-Publication entry:
Challinor, Deborah.
Girl of shadows / Deborah Challinor.
ISBN: 978 0 7322 9299 7 (pbk.)
ISBN: 978 0 7304 9371 6 (epub.)
Female friendship — Fiction.
Women convicts — Australia — Fiction.
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Cover design by Nada Backovic Designs
Cover images: Woman © David et Myrtille/Trevillion Images; Street image from State Records NSW:NRS 4481, Government Printing Office Glass Negatives, items: Digital ID: 4481_a026_000205, Gloucester Street looking south from little Essex Street, The Rocks (NSW) [Rocks Resumption photographic survey], 1901, Digital ID: 4481_a026_000206, Gloucester Street looking south from little Essex Street, The Rocks (NSW) [Rocks Resumption photographic survey], 1901; Women on street by
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Map uses detail from
Map of the town of Sydney 1836
, Dixson Library, State Library of NSW — Ca 88/7; adapted by Laurie Whiddon, Map Illustrations
